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💗 A matter of course

"Eeeekk!? You've really gone mad?!"

"What....?"

"What do you mean by what? You ate garlic, RAW GARLIC!!!"

Grim emphasized, eyes wide in disbelief.

"🤷"

Setting foot into Ramshackle after our little escapade.

Sir A greeted us, offering dinner.
To which we happily obliged to.

And currently, we were cleaning our dishes.

"Oh dear, are you feeling under the weather?"

Sir A, questioned making its way to the table.

"Feels like it...."

Answering, feeling a lot tired than usual...

Most likely from all that running, that's all.

"Then I suggest both of you go off to bed, It really is late."

I nodded, placing the rag under warm running water, and a bit of soap.

Wringing it out after.

"You know..."

"This remind's me, alot of Nana"

"?"

"The garlic thing, was a classic occurrence."

"Nagging all students and staff alike to take care of themselves."

The spectre, continued....

"Nana....?"

I placed the kitchen towel down, hearing the familiar name.

"Yuu, you sound surprised, do you perhaps know her?"

Though it could just be a coincidence... 

She did note, she had a few acquaintances who probably still worked here...

"Mrs. Potts.....?"

I questioned.

"Yes, It's quite lovely to hear from her again. After retiring a few decades ago, how is she?"

"The same as always. Nana did mention to say hello for her, when I got here."

"Nana, glad she's doing alright..."

Sir C appeared, through the ceiling.
Along with sir B, who carried a parcel.

"What took you guys so long?"

The monster perked up.  

"This."

Sir B, lowered the open box.

"My uniform...?"

In the box was a carefully folded attire, that the students wore throughout their day in class.

The ribbon band that tied on the left arm, was the scheme of the school's current emblem.

Speaking of which, it to was accompanied with the school's crest instead of one, of the existing Dorms.

Seeing that Ramshackle wasn't an official dormitory in the first place.

"How neat, it has a pocket at the front to put your wand in."

Sir C pointed out, while I lifted the blazer up.

It was just my size...... 

I could only suspect that De Mon, was in on this Birder's sitch.

                         (Skkk~)

Taking out the white button-up long sleeve shirt.

A card of some sort, slipped out underneath it.

"what's this about?"

Grim squinted, at the note's contents on the ground, confused.

"Head mage Crowley, asked of us to mark the lavatories that aren't being used for the time being"

"That's... gracious of him to do so..."

"Nearly all of them are pretty well hid in the most desolated hallways of the school, more often than not, students mistake it for a storage closet." 

"Here's the key to all of the marked spots."

Sir C, carefully placed a silver key in my hand.

"Thank you, I hope it didn't cause you any trouble."

"Nah, got the whole thing done, thirty minute tops"

"Wow, a bathroom to ourselves!!!"

Picking up the note that slightly shifted under the sofa. 

I caught a peculiar sight, toward the visible lower wall behind the couch.

"I think we missed a spot while patching up..."

A baseboard on my left, beneath the lounge was a hole in the shape of an arcade, reminiscent of the passage to the library.

In a way it reminded me of the classic illustrated doorways, for mice to access a room easily.

"Oh, that hole behind the couch..."

"We don't cover those up, besides they're bound to appear once more."

"Come back....How?"

"............"

"They belong to borrowers, they tend to visit at night."

"what?!"

Grim, screeched.

"Oh my, sounds quite wrong out of context"

Sir A, furrowed one of its brow's.

"Don't worry they don't bite"

Sir B said, waving his hand nonchalantly.

Before leaning over at the direction of the sofa.

"Of course they're not dangerous, in fact they're quite harmonious beings who visit's in the hours when people tend to be asleep, they simply scavenge stuff they might find useful. And they seem to not bother with other kind, they kinda view it as troublesome..."

"Yeah, they're like the little elves that visits the fortunate, shoemaker and his wife, finishing new pairs of shoes in advance."

"Yeah, like rats."

sir B, analogized.

"........"

Grim and I, shared a knowing glance. 

They're not wrong...

It does fit the description quite well.

"Right, hope tomorrow will sail smoothly for the both of ya."

"Mhm, we'll take it from here, so get a goodnight's rest."

"night, night"

"sweet dreams~"